The Holy Emperor is already shameless and still playing sneak attack, who will take care of face at this time, and want to have a heads-up with Duan Fan or something?

At that moment, Haotian Holy Son and the others were all swarming towards Duan Fan and besieged him.

Seeing this, Duan Fan gritted his teeth and exerted a finger of silence.

"Extinguish a finger, sacrifice my body for thirty years. ”

As Duan Fan's voice fell, an incomparably mysterious aura emanated from his body, and the momentum on Duan Fan's body rose again and again.

Directly from the fourth order of the Dragon Transformation Realm to the fifth order of the Dragon Transformation Realm, the sixth order of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and the sixth order of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

After reaching the peak of the sixth order of the Dragon Transformation Realm, it is time to stay.

"Holy Prince, you can go and die. ”

Duan Fan looked up to the sky and roared, and the Heaven Shaking Fist was unleashed, and a fist phantom the size of a small mountain instantly fell on the Holy Emperor.

There was a loud bang, and the Holy Emperor was directly smashed to the ground dozens of meters, and the ground was full of smoke and dust, and he couldn't see what the Holy Emperor was doing at all.

Haotian Shengzi and the others were a little shocked when they saw that Duan Fan had instantly improved by almost three small ranks, and his strength had increased more than ten times.

Seeing this, Duan Fan would not waste such a good time to escape.

At that moment, it was another punch that bombarded away, smashing towards Yin Wuxiong and more than a dozen others.

Duan Fan's punch at the peak of the sixth order of the Dragon Realm was countless times stronger than when he was at the fourth order of the Dragon Realm.

None of Yin Wuxiong and the others dared to take it hard, and they all scattered.

Yin has no regrets, and the three people of the Wind Spirit Sect and the Immortal Sect were caught off guard and were hit by Duan Fan's punch. Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground in pain, and the breath on his body was extremely weak.

Obviously, Duan Fan's punch had seriously injured them and they couldn't fight anymore.

"Haotian Holy Son, you can also die. ”

Duan Fan laughed, and the Heaven Shaking Fist was unleashed again, and a punch smashed into the body of Haotian Holy Son.

However, because the Haotian Holy Son, the Heavenly Transmission Holy Son, and Jiang Tiancheng stood together, the three of them joined forces, but they completely resolved Duan Fan's punch.

Boom, boom, Duan Fan hit more than a dozen sky-shaking punches in a row, until the dantian true yuan was exhausted.

Haotian Shengzi and the others didn't dare to touch Duan Fan like a madman, and they all hid far away, unwilling to respond to Duan Fan's edge.

"Holy Emperor, Jiang Tianhai, Lao Tzu knows that you are not dead, don't worry, it won't be long before Lao Tzu will come to you. ”

With a heroic roar, and with a movement of his heart, the seventh-level Demon Refining Tower began to refine the Wang Pin Spirit Stone veins placed inside.

Suddenly, streams of incomparably pure heaven and earth aura poured into Duan Fan's body, Duan Fan's dantian true yuan quickly recovered, and in the blink of an eye, the dantian true yuan had recovered more than fifty percent.

After that, Duan Fan didn't stay, and the phantom escape trick came out, and he quickly wanted to fly towards the sky.

"It's not good, Duan Fan wants to escape, chase after him!"

Yin Wuxiong and the others were all screaming, chasing in the direction where Duan Fan disappeared, finally having such a good opportunity to kill Duan Fan, how could they let it go.

No one present was stupid, and he had long seen that Duan Fan's supernatural ability to consume Shouyuan to improve his strength would not last long, and after the effect of the Silent Finger had passed, Duan Fan would definitely have a period of weakness, and this was the perfect time to kill Duan Fan.

Who would let go of such a great opportunity?

The Holy Emperor flew out of the dirt and foamed at the mouthful. "Duan Fan, you have exhausted your donkey skills, now is the time for me to really make a move. After speaking, with a wave of one hand, the Nine Dragons White Jade Rim appeared in the sky.

The Holy Emperor sat on top of the Nine Dragons White Jade Rim, his face was proud, and his demeanor returned to the arrogant Holy Emperor from before.

The speed of the Nine Dragons Bai Yuren was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the sky.

Haotian Holy Son, Heavenly Transmission Holy Son, Jiang Tianhai, and Jiang Tiancheng had already taken the lead in chasing Duan Fan.

In the blink of an eye, the place became deathly silent, as if no one had ever been here. Only the devastation within a radius of several thousand meters still tells of the fierce battle that took place here.

I don't know how long it took for a sneaky big bald head to appear in place.

The big bald head looked around and sighed. "Brother Duan Fan, the poor monk really admires your courage, you dare to fight against more than 20 people including the Holy Emperor alone. Hey, I'm afraid you can't learn this skill. ”

Yijie shook his shiny bald head, and turned to look at the seven-story white jade pagoda erected in the distance, a sly smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe, if I didn't guess, this seven-story white jade pagoda should have the inheritance of that legendary realm powerhouse, and when I accept this seven-story white jade pagoda, all the treasures that the legendary realm powerhouse didn't find will be mine. It's a pity that the poor monk already has his own way, otherwise, the inheritance of a legendary realm powerhouse is still very tempting. ”

After speaking, a ring and a dodge appeared, and it appeared on the top of the seven-story white jade pagoda, and the cornucopia had already appeared in his hand.

"Give it to me!" Yijie shouted, and Zhenyuan poured into the cornucopia violently, and the cornucopia emitted an irresistible pulling force.

The Holy Emperor and the others tried countless times, but the seven-story white jade pagoda that had not been successfully collected slowly left the ground, shrunk, and was slowly put into the cornucopia by the first ring.

"Wowhaha, a spirit soldier is in hand, and the poor monk is really making a fortune this time. "One ring is like dancing with your hands and singing a happy song to the sky.

The seven-story white jade pagoda is an amazing spirit weapon, not only is there a separate cave world in it, but there may also be the inheritance of the powerhouse of the fallen legendary realm, how can this make Yijie not excited?

It's just that Yijie didn't get excited for long, and a woman's voice that was charming to her bones came out, and Yijie's body instantly stiffened.

"Giggles, Brother Yijie, isn't it too unrighteous for you to leave Yulan behind and secretly come here alone to collect the magic weapon?"

As this coquettish voice fell, Yang Yulan, who was dressed in red, slowly walked out of the void, her waist swayed slightly, and she walked towards Yijie.

"Sister Yulan, it turned out to be you!" Yijie touched his big bald head in a sneer, but there was a bad premonition in his heart!"What, the poor monk still has something to do, so he will leave first!"

How do you know that Yang Yulan seems to have seen through Yijie's thoughts, and she took the lead in stopping in front of Yijie, looking at Yijie with a smile on her face.

"Ahem, Sister Yulan, don't keep staring at the poor monk like this, the poor monk will be shy. Yijie said with a righteous face. Look at that, I almost didn't say to Yang Yulan, Sister Yulan, don't violate the poor monk or anything like that.

"You're a stinky bald donkey and you're still shy, the ghost believes it. Yang Yulan glanced at her angrily.

The corners of Yijie's mouth twitched twice, so sad! Why didn't Sister Yulan believe that the poor monk would be shy, was it because the poor monk was too handsome?

Well, it should be like this, Sister Yulan was fascinated by the handsome appearance of the poor monk.

Yang Yulan ignored the precept, and said to herself: "Fake monk, I need your help with something, are you willing?" ”

"Yes, the poor monk is very willing to serve Sister Yulan. Yijie grinned, and reached out to pull Yulan's sister's little hand.

Yang Yulan's waist twisted slightly, avoiding the magic grasp of Yijie, and then said: "Fake monk, if you help me do this, let alone let you hold my hand, even if you let you hug it, there is no problem." ”

"Really?" Yijie and a pair of eyes suddenly glowed with a faint green light, like a male wolf in heat on a moonlit night.

"Of course it's true. ”

"Can the poor monk take Sister Yulan's little hand first, and pay in advance as the poor monk's remuneration for Sister Yulan's work. Yijie rubbed his hands, his face full of obscenity.

"Hmph, before the matter is done for me, you don't want to touch the old lady's hair. Yang Yulan snorted coldly, turned around, and didn't bother to look at Yijie.

If Duan Fan hadn't left, Yang Yulan really wouldn't want to find Yijie, a bald donkey. Jiang Tiancheng must be solved as soon as possible, because Jiang Tiancun is still one day, which is not good news for her, Duan Fan, and the Holy Son of Tianchuan.

At that moment, Yang Yulan told the thoughts in her heart and Yijie, Yijie listened to it and muttered for a while, and then agreed, patting her chest and reassuring: "Sister Yulan, don't worry, isn't it just a little Jiang Tiancheng." As long as the poor monk comes out, he guarantees that Jiang Tiancheng will not return. If the poor monk does not strip Jiang Tiancheng's clothes and rob all the treasures, the poor monk will not be called a precept. ”

"Hehe, you fake monk is still righteous. Yang Yulan grinned, stretched out her snow-white jade hand and touched it on Yijie's bald head. "Don't worry, when Jiang Tiancheng is solved, I will definitely not be able to treat you badly. ”

"Haha, why is Sister Yulan so polite, the two of us are a family, so we don't need to see each other like this. Yijie began to commit nymphomaniac, his eyes were blurred, his head was even more dizzy, and he was so fascinated by Yang Yulan that he couldn't find the southeast and northwest!!

stretched out his hand, and he was about to grab Yang Yulan's jade hand on his big bald head.

Yang Yulan would definitely not let Yijie, the bald donkey, touch her hand, and with a gentle push of the hand on Yijie's head, she pushed Yijie dozens of meters away, her face was still smiling, but she was annoyed in her heart.

"Hmph, fake monk, when you solve Jiang Tiancheng, the old lady will take care of you. Let you know that the old lady's tofu is not so delicious. ”

Next, Yijie was like being beaten by Yang Yulan, like a male dog in heat, following Yang Yulan upside down, wanting to get a little cheap from time to time.

But Yang Yulan only needs to throw a little wink, and she can be fascinated by Yijie, unable to extricate herself, and completely unable to help herself.

Yijie, what a sad person!